Luyện nghe bài hát Victory (flow)

(*talking*)
That's it is, "The Sound of Revenge"
2005 nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, lie forever
But as long as I'm here, gimmick gon die together
lil' mama I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that should die it yella
Some of my they look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one spit a rap
I told 'em I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't me like you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick have heart attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, like a when the rats get em
After the baptism, the black in the hit em
No for that gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
Live your life like a mockery, will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no longer crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the
Not big as nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's time for me
Rap is dying to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could it back, not only force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big
What you if you're choosing, to jump into the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it a bruising nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in these streets, and I see old
Record labels trying to advance, trying to old material
On a nigga, so instead of Controversy we gon switch it up
Summer 2005, "The of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go it, cause rappers be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never
We up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya on, you better go get it plant it
Rip off your piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you (you jerks), is a package of skirts
Put your advance, back in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting like he the type that'll me
You don't like me invite me, you like me come fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't me then write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm to stack, plack on top of plack like gum germs
I got tongue twisters, to make the tongue turn
the sun burn, I'm so hot I could give it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, Lantern and
Tell 'em it's time to switch they playlist up, the new kid
What's his name, mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to
Step to the mic, and spit some'ing nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary